The Complaint: Or, Night-thoughts on Life, Death, & ImmortalityPeter Wilson, 1747 - 321 páginas |
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... name ; Our very Wishes give us not our wish ; How diftant oft the Thing we doat on most , From that for which we doat , Felicity ? The Smootheft courfe of Nature has its Pains ; And trueft Friends , thro ' error , wound our Reft ...
... name ; Our very Wishes give us not our wish ; How diftant oft the Thing we doat on most , From that for which we doat , Felicity ? The Smootheft courfe of Nature has its Pains ; And trueft Friends , thro ' error , wound our Reft ...
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... name ; How often we talk'd down the Summer's Sun , And cool'd our Paffions by the breezy stream ? How often thaw'd , and fhortned Winter's Eve , By Conflict kind , that ftruck our latent Truth ; Beft found , fo fought ; to the Reclufe ...
... name ; How often we talk'd down the Summer's Sun , And cool'd our Paffions by the breezy stream ? How often thaw'd , and fhortned Winter's Eve , By Conflict kind , that ftruck our latent Truth ; Beft found , fo fought ; to the Reclufe ...
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... Name endears thee more ? Cynthia ! Selene ! Phœbe ! —— or doft hear With higher guft , fair P —— d of the Skies ? Is that the foft Enchantment calls thee down , More pow'rful than of old Circean charm ? Come ; but from Heav'nly Banquets ...
... Name endears thee more ? Cynthia ! Selene ! Phœbe ! —— or doft hear With higher guft , fair P —— d of the Skies ? Is that the foft Enchantment calls thee down , More pow'rful than of old Circean charm ? Come ; but from Heav'nly Banquets ...
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... midnight Darkness , whisper'd my Laft Sigh . I whisper'd what shou'd echo thro ' their realms ; Nor writ her Name , whofe tomb fhou'd pierce the Skies . Prefumptuous Prefumptuous Fear ! How durft I dread her Foes , 46 COMPLAINT : The.
... midnight Darkness , whisper'd my Laft Sigh . I whisper'd what shou'd echo thro ' their realms ; Nor writ her Name , whofe tomb fhou'd pierce the Skies . Prefumptuous Prefumptuous Fear ! How durft I dread her Foes , 46 COMPLAINT : The.
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... Name it right ; " Tis our great Pay - day ; " Tis our Harvest , rich And ripe ; what tho ' the Sickle , fometimes keen , Juft fcars us , as we reap the golden Grain , More than thy Balm , O Gilead ! heals the Wound . Birth's feeble Cry ...
... Name it right ; " Tis our great Pay - day ; " Tis our Harvest , rich And ripe ; what tho ' the Sickle , fometimes keen , Juft fcars us , as we reap the golden Grain , More than thy Balm , O Gilead ! heals the Wound . Birth's feeble Cry ...
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Æther againſt Ambition Angels art thou Becauſe beneath beſt Bleffings bleft Blifs Bliſs bluſh Boaft Bofom boundleſs Breaft Caufe Cauſe Chimæras Dæmons dark Darkneſs Death defcend DEITY Divine doft dreadful Duft Earth endleſs Eternity ev'ry facred Fame Fate feen fhall fhines fhould firft Firſt Flame fleeps fome Fool foon Friend ftill ftrikes ftrong fuch fure Glory Grave Guilt Happineſs Heart Heav'n Himſelf Hour human illuftrious Immortal inſpire Juft laft lefs Life's loft LORENZO Love Luftre Man's Mankind moft mortal moſt muft muſt Nature Nature's ne'er Night nought Numbers o'er Paffion paft Pain Peace Pleaſure Pow'r Praiſe Prefent Pride proud Reaſon Reft rife Scene Senfe Senſe ſhall ſhines Skies Song Soul ſpeaks Stars ſtill thee Thefe Theme themſelves Theſe Thine Thofe thoſe Thought thouſand thro Throne Truth Univerſe vaft Virtue Virtue's whofe whoſe Wife Wing Wiſdom Wiſh World wretched